Lines Poem by Mina Lotfi

Lines



There is no more writing
Just line and paper
Mixed faces together
Has got nest in my being
You became a memory,
In my cold seeing
I still does not draw a line
You will tear my paper

Thursday, July 23, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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